The good news is, I’ll now be able to go to sleep at 11pm. The bad news is, it is because The Daily Show ended last night. Oh, sure, there will be a new host next month, and perhaps I will watch it. And, sure, I am really liking Larry Wilmore and will watch The Nightly Show, though I’m likely to tape it, rather than stay awake.
As so many other shows that go off the air, or change hosts, or change something dramatic, the finale last night pulled at heartstrings, with some seemingly unexpected tributes, and a show that trumpeted the show, rather than the host. No surprise there. And since it is easy to find (just click the link on the word “finale” above!), I’ll let you watch or read about it, or, well, ignore it all, too.
Anyone who has watched the show wasn’t really surprised that Jon Stewart, who ended every show with “A Moment of Zen”, ended last night with HIS Moment of Zen. And that the Moment was no other than… Bruce Springsteen.
So how was it MY Moment of Zen?
I watched, of course. And I cheered when Bruce and band started singing, “Land of Hopes and Dreams”, a request from Jon. And I noticed the clock as they finished and started singing a verse from “Born to Run”… I saw the clock tick from 11:59 to 12:00, and the day go from August 6, to August 7. From the day before, to the day of… my mother’s birthday.
My mother introduced me to The Daily Show (and former Colbert Report, after it) and my mother loved and adored Bruce. When I was taking care of her, all I had to do was put on Bruce, and she’d laugh and sing and dance.
Mood: Drumsicks – Waaay better than being given the winning game ball…
It was, and will remain, for me, a Moment of Zen.
As she has done every year since she died, my mother has given me my favorite weather today. We have been socked in with high heat and higher humidity, and even higher dew points. Today… cool, crisp, and rather than dew points in the humid and oppressive 60s and 70s, today it is mid 40s. In a word… heaven. My mother shared heaven with me. It will be a snuggle with the blankets night, for sure.
Oh, and another gift today? The last three berries, much later in the season than ever before.
Moments of Zen, berries, perfect weather. Life is good. Happy Birthday, Mom! ♥